𝘔𝘺 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘧 [𝘓𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘶𝘴]

The Consequences

Mobius POV

After our not-so-good outing. Where we had Loki escape to possibly capture the other Variant and a lot of other things happen. Like mind control from what we've learned. Hunter B-15 was tricked my the other Variant, who we've learned is female. And possibly, well totally more powerful than Loki.

Honestly, it's smarter to call Loki a dumber version of this one. After all, that's what most the TVA believes anyway. But, I doubted him while he was here. I'm not doing it again, whether I know where he is or not. He trusted me, kind of, I think. And I'm not doubting him.

He cares. He just has a hard time showing his feelings for other people, whatever those may be. And I think that's why I understand him on a basic level. I can barely remember the last time I felt the way I feel with Loki. Every word he says just sticks with me.

That and when we had that contest to see who could find the hideout. And when he figured out what the Variant was doing to hide, he was so excited. I loved watching his face light up as he said every word. I loved watching him in general. Which is why I always wanted to watch over him, and of course to protect the timeline, yeah, the timeline.

The sacred thing we have to protect. What was that, I mean Loki was doubting it.  Why wasn't everyone? Cause everyone wasn't him. Most people weren't just put down to a title. Like "the prince of Asgard, " or "the God of mischief" truthfully I felt bad for doing that to him when we first met as well. But we've moved on. And I trust and believe in him more than whatever time guards are, or could or couldn't be.

Ravonna had called me to her office. I doubt it was to talk about me getting a raise. It was probably about Loki and the other variant. And what would happen after we found them. 

I truly didn't want to think about the after.

I didn't want to think about the damage of what has happened and what could happen. I could have to leave him. He or we could get deleted. Honestly getting deleted seems fine as long as I was with him.

Then again what did happen when you got deleted. Did you just cease to exist? Was it black? Then again black was a color and the idea to see and sense was something only done while alive. To see, smell, taste, feel, and hear were something you could only do while alive. Or maybe you were nothing.

Maybe you went somewhere. Like another planet or place.

God, I could keep going and questioning what was going to happen when or if I got deleted. Honestly, it seemed highly probable that I would. We all fucked up so bad. That mission ended terribly. The fact that we could recover and be seen as good agents again was so out of reach. Especially with whatever this meeting with Ravonna was going to be. Which I was scared for. I was nervous about what she was going to say, do, and how she would react.

So I might as well sign my will now shouldn't I?